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A  THIRD  CENTURY  OF  CHARADES 


A  THIRD  CENTURY 
OF  CHARADES 

BY 

WILLIAM   BELLAMY 

REDITFURA  BLE  TO 


BOSTON  AND   NEW   YORK 

HOUGHTON,  MIFFLIN  AND  COMPANY 


1904 


COPYRIGHT  1904  BY  WILLIAM  BELLAMY 
ALL  RIGHTS  RESERVED 

Published  September  1004 


GIFT 


TO  THE  MEMORY  OF 

HENRY  AUSTIN   CLAPP 

WHO  CAUSED  MY  FIRST  CHARADES  TO 
BE  PUBLISHED,  THIS  THIRD  VOLUME 
IS  AFFECTIONATELY  DEDICATED. 


033 


"  Oh,  what  a  tangled  web  we  weave 
When  first  we  practise  to  deceive? 


GCI 

killed  a  cat,  —  that 's  not  the  worst, 
^  My  total  made  my  last  my  first ; 
He  pondered  on  affairs  of  state, 
And  so  became  emaciate. 


ecu 

murmurs  of  love  and  content 
In  the  animal  kingdom  are  heard, 
Though  together  it  must  be  averred 
They  seldom  or  never  are  blent. 

But  let  one  precede  and  one  follow, 
You  mention  a  man  philanthropic ; 
Let  us  not  take  his  craft  for  our  topic 

To  extol  what  is  empty  and  hollow. 


CCIII 

"D  Y  pale  my  second  of  the  moon 
*~*  My  first  drew  rein,  a  bold  dragoon ; 
He  kissed  his  sweetheart  at  the  gate, 
And  on  my  whole  he  rode  elate. 

But  otherwise  does  she  divide 
That  word  who  wept  to  see  him  ride ; 
Her  last  turns  red  to  read  alway, 
'T  is  for  her  first,  her  whole  for  ay ! 


CCIV 

T^CONOMISTS  remark  it, 
-*— -*  And  seek  the  reason  why 
My  first  is  in  the  market, 
For  no  one  cares  to  buy. 

My  whole  will  make  a  full  repast, 
Though  somewhat  lighter  than  my  last. 


ccv 

"\JO  doubt  my  first  may  be  well  spent 

*  ^   When  used  to  spare  a  sick  man's  feelings, 

But  who  can  praise  their  good  intent 

Who  show  my  last  in  all  their  dealings  ? 
To  fight  a  man,  and  knock  him  out, 
To  drain  my  whole  with  jest  and  shout, 
Is  what  they  mostly  think  about. 


CCVI 

N  History's  page  my  first  we  see  ; 
A  leader,  not  a  follower,  he. 
Strange  that  a  thing  of  little  sense 
Should  take  of  others  precedence  ! 

How  sweet  (or  sad)  to  lover's  ear 
On  Sabbath  morns  my  last  to  hear. 
Ah,  what  a  bliss  my  last  foretells ! 
What  augury  of  marriage  bells ! 

Boeotians,  dull  of  speech  and  brain, 
Foul  blot  upon  Platsea's  plain, 
My  whole  can  ever  proudly  boast 
Epaminondas  and  his  host. 


CCVII 

FROM  cover  through  to  cover 
You  '11  seek  my  first  in  vain : 
No  lexicon  of  lover 
Did  e'er  such  word  contain. 

Now  if  some  Radcliffe  scholar 
My  last  remembers  still, 

She  '11  say  it 's  not  a  dollar, 
But  a  ten  dollar  bill. 

My  whole  by  old  commanders 
Was  taught  and  practised  too, 

But  modern  Alexanders 
Rely  on  maxims  new. 


CCVIII 

MY  first  and  second  Christians  say, 
My  last  the  heathen  do ; 
My  whole,  though  mean  twixt  me  and  you, 
How  can  you  strike  it,  pray? 


ccrx 

A    hard-hearted  man  had  become  so  my  whole 
You  might  say  that  his  greed  had  shriveled  his 

soul. 
When  you  asked  for  my  first  and  my  next  he  grew 

wroth, 
And  his  only  reply  was  my  third  and  my  fourth. 


OCX 

TV /TY  first  and  second  winked  at  me, 
*?;*  Oh,  what  a  girl  to  one,  two,  three ! 
To  catch  my  third  I  was  not  slow ; 
My  whole  might  do  to  feed  a  crow. 


CCXI 

A  yf  Y  first  is  the  generic  name  for  the  hog  that  takes 

+  *'l       my  whole; 

You  may  find  my  next  in  summer  on  a  little  rounded 

knoll. 
John  Milton  sang  to  oaks  and  rills,  then  turned  to 

pastures  new ; 
But  my  final  was  an  old  field  he  never  wandered  to. 


CCXII 

T  T  THEN  lovely  widow  sets  my  first, 
^  *     Call  it  my  whole  or  what  you  may, 
Let  man  resist  her  if  he  durst, 

A  widow  always  has  her  way; 
A  woman's  will  there  's  no  denying, 
And  soon  my  second  will  be  flying. 


CCXIII 

"\  yf  Y  first  is  half  human,  't  is  sad  but  't  is  true ; 
^  * -*•  My  last  is  a  joiner,  a  union  one  too  ; 
The  cockney  in  London  the  day  that  he 's  wed 
Takes  my  first  and  my  second  together,  't  is  said. 
My  whole  you  have  done  when  a  child,  if  quite  spry, 
And  an  angel  in  heaven  upon  it  may  fly. 


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CCXIV 

[EN  God  the  world  did  make, 
My  first  the  word  He  spake. 


1  When  God  the  first  man  made, 
My  last  the  word  He  said. 

When  God  gave  man  a  soul, 
He  said  to  him,  my  whole. 


ccxv 

MY  first  would  struggle  to  be  free, 
Caught  in  the  net  in  Galilee. 

My  last  was  said  to  you  and  me 
Upon  the  mount  in  Galilee. 

My  whole  Himself  was  taught  to  be 
Who  taught  us  all  in  Galilee. 


My  last  is  a  word  of  two  syllables. 


CCXVI 

TN  ancient  Egypt,  ridden  by  the  priest, 

•*•  They  say  my  whole  had  place  at  every  feast, 

And  kept  my  first :  but  why,  my  second  friend, 

Need  we  reminder  of  our  latter  end? 

Too  oft  admonished  that  we  soon  must  die, 

Too  sadly  certain  that  the  night  is  nigh, 

Let 's  sit  at  table  with  my  first  between  us 

And  turn  our  thoughts  to  Bacchus  and  to  Venus. 


CCXVII 

TV  /TY  fifth  have  been  queens,  and  my  first  a  queen 
*•*•*        reigned; 

From  my  first  and  my  second  she  ever  abstained  : 
For,  my  third  and  my  fourth  in  her  conduct,  and  prude, 
Such  actions,  though  David's,  she  wisely  eschewed. 
Genuflections  and  crossings  she  rightly  preferred, 
(To  the  kingdom  of  heaven  they  must  be  my  third.) 
And  her  book  of  devotions  remains  to  these  days, 
And  my  whole  who  have  seen  it  are  loud  in  their 
praise. 


CCXVIII 

TV /I"  Y  first  demands  long,  patient  years  ; 
•*•*•*  My  second  is  the  source  of  tears ; 
My  third  may  take  us  unawares, 
And  come  before  the  swallow  dares; 
My  total,  —  O  Jerusalem ! 
Pray  what  hast  thou  to  do  with  them  ? 


CCXIX 

'T'HERE  'S  virtue  in  my  first  perhaps, 
•*•    For  sailor  men  at  sea; 
There  's  virtue  in  my  second,  if 

With  Shakespeare  we  agree; 
JT  is  sweet  to  hear  my  third  and  fourth 

While  homeward  wend  the  kine; 
And  sweet  it  is  for  those  who  love 

Upon  my  whole  to  dine. 


ccxx 

TN  my  first  my  whole  must  go 
•*•  At  my  second's  word,  and  O 
'T  is  my  third,  my  whole  must  stay 
Erin  bids  — till  Saturday. 


CCXXI 

O  my  first  my  second,  I  said 
When  Tommy  came  with  my  third  all  red, 
Red  as  my  whole  when  it  hangs  on  the  vine 
Juicy  and  ripe  in  the  bright  sunshine. 


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CCXXII 

/CLEOPATRA  in  a  crisis 

^-^  Thus  relieved  her  mind  to  Isis. 

"  Though  in  chains  I  *d  look  attractive, 
11  Never  will  I  be  a  captive ; 
"  Nor  wijh  Caesar  will  I  palter, 
"Though he  lead  me  to  the  altar; 
[  Here  she  used  a  Latin  word, 
'T  is  my  second  and  my  third.] 
"  Better  that  my  first  forestall  him, 
"  Than  to  live  my  fourth  to  call  him. 
"  Marcus  is  my  love  forever. 
"  Though  I  never  thought  him  clever, 
"  And  his  *  Dying,  Egypt,  dying,' 
"  Was  enough  to  drive  me  flying, 
"  Still  will  I  be  true  to  Marcus ; 
"  Let  me  die  upon  his  carcass." 

Atropos  then  slit  the  meshes, 
Now  my  whole  is  what  all  flesh  is. 


CCXXIII 


T  TE  offered  you  a  good  cigar; 

-*--*•  He  often  took  a  hand  at  whist ; 
The  highest  honor  though  he  missed, 

He  would  be  what  was  better  far ; 
And  men  shall  turn  to  him  for  ay, 
Though  from  the  thought  they  turn  away. 


He  sang  of  love  in  far  Cashmere ; 
He  felt  his  monarch's  heavy  hand  ; 
He  told  about  a  happy  land  ; 
He  pressed  a  soldier's  lowly  bier, 
Wrapped  simply  in  a  soldier's  cloak. 
Never  his  name  did  raven  croak. 

MY  WHOLE. 

It  turned  the  tide  at  Bannockburn ; 
It  waved  above  Culloden  Moor, 
A  day  to  Caledonia  dour, 
But  days  like  these  shall  ne'er  return. 
Now,  peaceful  as  sweet  Teviot's  tide, 
It  slumbers  at  the  chieftain's  side. 


CCXXIV 

"X  T  7E  sail  the  ocean  blue, 

*  *     And  we  leave  my  first  behind, 
But  our  hearts  are  ever  true 
Till  another  love  we  find. 

For  the  sailor's  love  is  vast, 
Though  the  sailor's  heart  is  light ; 

Oh,  think  him  not  my  last 
In  the  watches  of  the  night, 

When  the  angry  billows  roll, 

And  the  seas  are  mountain  high : 

Then  the  sailor  is  my  whole, 
And  he  fain  would  pipe  his  eye. 


ccxxv 

T  TOW  cool,  by  Learning's  ancient  seat, 
-*•  -*•  My  first  redoubled  flows ; 
There  sways  the  water-lily  sweet, 
And  there  the  dark  blue  rose. 

Cecilia's  music  could  entreat 

An  Angel  from  the  sky  ; 
My  second's  voice  brought  to  his  feet 

A  loved  one  from  on  high. 

If  name  the  sire  upheld  with  pride 

Is  sullied  by  the  son, 
JT  is  well,  perhaps,  that  Fate  denied 

My  whole  to  Washington. 


CCXXVI 

TV  /TY  first  is  cozened  and  betrayed, 
*^*  And  by  my  next  my  first  is  made  ; 
My  third  put  peevish  wives  to  shame, 
My  whole  's  another,  and  the  same. 


CCXXVII 

T  *D  like  to  take  my  first  with  you, 
•*•  But  not  before  the  fall,  my  dear ; 
My  next  Japan  is  bound  to  do 

Unless  the  Russians  win,  I  fear. 
My  last  is  larger  than  my  shoe  ; 
My  whole  is  like  the  other  two. 


CCXXVIII 

T  WOOED  her  by  the  summer  sea, 
•*•  'T  was  there  our  troth  we  plighted, 
I  placed  upon  her  lily  hand 
A  ring  —  two  hearts  united. 

The  depth  of  woman's  love  who  knows  ? 

Its  shallows  who  can  tell  ? 
I  thought  her  gentle  breast  my  whole 

Where  I  alone  could  dwell : 

But  when  I  asked  my  first  my  third, 
With  sudden  madness  smitten, 

My  second  from  her  hand  she  drew, 
And  I  was  given  the  mitten. 


CCXXIX 

was  a  woman  once,  and  sad  her  lot ; 
•*•    Her  fault 's  remembered  and  her  name  's  forgot. 
If  the  Chaldean  stars  I  read  aright, 
JT  was  in  my  first  that  woman  saw  the  light. 

There  is  a  mighty  organ  at  whose  notes 

Men  clap  their  hands,  and  sometimes  change  their 

votes; 

And  as  my  second  moveth,  up  and  down, 
We  smile,  or  weep,  or  hide  a  yawn,  or  frown. 

Bristling  with  rage,  or  nestling  warm  and  sweet 
Upon  his  mother's  breast,  or  in  the  street 
Noisy  and  dirty,  often  in  cop's  clutches, 
The  cactus  of  the  fauna,  —  my  whole  such  is. 


ccxxx 

A  /TY  first  is  ever  present,  near  ; 
•*•**  My  last  is  near  us  while  we  sleep ; 
My  whole  men  burn  no  longer  here, 
But  God  in  endless  flame  will  keep. 


CCXXXI 

A  /TY  first  could  hardly  Falstaff's  thirst  assuage; 
^V*-  My  next  is  both  fore-armed  and  upper-handed ; 
My  third  's  a  lady  of  uncertain  age  ; 
My  whole  stood  by  his  church,  if  ever  man  did. 


CCXXXII 

JEMIMA  glows  with  conscious  pride 
To  have  my  second  at  her  side ; 
But  Isabel  is  eager  to  outdo  ; 
She  has  my  first,  and  has  my  second  too, 
And  not  together,  but  apart, 
She  holds  them  with  a  woman's  art : 
Indeed,  I  sometimes  wonder  whether 
They  'd  stay  if  they  should  come  together. 
Though  Isabel  is  better  dressed, 
I  like  Jemima's  way  the  best ; 
For  her  will  Hymen  light  my  third, 
My  total  told  me,  —  he  's  a  babbling  bird. 


CCXXXIII 

TF  I  were  the  master  of  Car  abas  Place, 

•*•  And  you  were  its  mistress  in  jewels  and  lace, 

What  a  fete  we  would  give  to  be  sure ; 
The  torches  at  eve  would  illumine  the  park, 
My  whole  from  the  hot-house  occasion  remark, 

And  the  largess  we  *d  make  to  the  poor. 

But  my  first  of  a  torch  would  be  all  to  remain 
After  tea,  and  my  last  is  concisely  the  same. 
When  the  guests  had  departed  the  way  that  they  came, 

Ah !  then  I  could  kiss  you,  my  darling,  again 
Alone  with  our  oat  so  demure. 


CCXXXIV 

T  "T  7HEN  to  my  first  I  turn  my  eyes, 
*  *     What  golden  spectacles  are  seen ! 

My  second  binds  with  many  ties, 
And  shows  us  wood  no  longer  green. 

Academy  of  western  Greece, 

My  whole  's  a  battle-field  whose  name  is  peace. 


ccxxxv 

A  yf  Y  gentle  whole,  thou  lovedst  truth  too  well 
*•*•••  To  deign  with  lying  words  the  truth  to  tell. 
My  first  removed  thee  from  a  world  of  dread 
Where  horrors  heaped  themselves  on  Horror's  head, 
Where  Fate  toward  Pity  turned  a  crazy  leer. 
Let  my  last  three  implore  for  thee  a  tear. 


CCXXXVI 

*l  T  7HEN  Marmion  on  Flodden  ky 

*  *     A-dying  in  his  thirst, 
And  Lady  Clare  put  hate  away, 
She  tendered  him  my  first. 

Unmindful  of  his  wicked  deeds, 

Forgetting  all  his  past, 
His  suffering  alone  she  heeds, 

And  proffers  him  my  last. 

The  pious  monk  who  bade  him  pray 
Might  think  to  save  his  soul, 

But  naught  can  sinner's  thirst  allay 
Like  water  from  my  whole. 


CCXXXVII 

my  first  who  sleeps  beneath 
Coffin  lid  and  ivy  wreath, 
Have  again  the  life  he  left, 
Would  he  take  it  for  a  gift  ? 

Does  my  last  that  blooms  a  day 
Over  her  we  laid  away, 
When  its  petals  fleck  the  plain 
Teach  us  aught  but  life  is  vain  ? 

Can  my  whole,  at  rest  below 
Summer's  daisies,  winter's  snow, 
Watch  us  with  a  father's  pride  ? 
Love  the  land  for  which  they  died  ? 


CCXXXVIII 


nnHE  men  who  preach  my  first,  I  wot, 
-•"    Assume  a  virtue  if  they  have  it  not. 


My  last  are  highland  Ellen's  eyes, 

Dark  as  the  tarn  that  mountain-circled  lies. 

My  whole  with  dent  of  rifle  ball 

Hangs  panoplied  upon  the  soldier's  wall. 


CCXXXIX 

nPOLL,  toll  my  first,  loud,  solemn,  slow, 
-*-    For  Oxford's  honored  dead,  for  Lincoln's  woe. 
My  second  and  my  third  flies  circling  low. 

My  whole  no  more  disturbs  the  brain ; 

The  men,  the  things  that  gave  our  forebears  pain 

Are  vanished,  never  to  return  again. 


•     CCXL 

\ 

A /TY  first  is  sometimes  hard  to  say, 
*•**-  My  last  the  giddy  like  to  carry, 
My  whole  is  midnight  in  Cathay, 
In  England  'tis  too  late  to  marry. 


CCXLI 

IV  yT Y  first  made  merry  all  the  summer  night, 
-*•*-••  And  sped  the  hours  till  my  second  came ; 
My  whole  in  Hellas  waged  most  glorious  fight ; 
His  arms  and  actions  ill  befit  his  name. 


CCXLII 

ID  EFORE  the  bar  there  stood  up  nine ; 
-*-^  But  one  announced  he  must  decline. 


So  all  the  rest  their  toddies  stirred, 
My  first  my  second  all  my  third. 

And  now  my  total  would  you  find, 
Just  chew  this  over  in  your  mind. 


CCXLIII 


T  T  7E  use  my  first  to  measure  yet 
V  *    Tasks  that  are  done  as  soon  as  set. 

When  mighty  Caesar  passed  away 
My  last  was  not  consumed  to  clay. 


My  whole  since  History  begun 
Has  traveled  westward  with  the  sun. 


CCXLIV 

TV  /TY  first  says,  "  Look  at  that !  " 
-L  *  J-  My  last  keeps  out  the  weather  ; 

(Ladies,  the  two  together 

Explains  my  shocking  hat.) 
And  when  my  whole  was  writ  by  laureate  pen 
"  Oh,  what  a  fall  was  there,  my  countrymen !  " 


CCXLV 

nnWELVE  were  my  first  the  world  to  save  ; 
-*•    My  second  is  your  humble  servant,  Madam ; 
My  third  implies  intention,  said  to  pave 

The  under  regions  since  the  fall  of  Adam. 
My  whole  may  breathe  of  love  and  tender  feeling 
While  yet  a  thought  of  vulgar  coin  concealing. 


CCXLVI 

OEEK  my  first !  —  so  sages  tell, 
S^  Do  they  know  my  last  as  well  ? 
Is  my  whole  the  final  story 
Of  love  and  folly,-  sin  and  glory  ? 
Oil  upon  the  seas  that  rage,  — 
Such  the  answer  of  the  sage. 


CCXLVII 

IN  Venice  my  first  in  old  Dandolo's  time 
Could  clap  men  in  jug  without  reason  or  rhyme  ; 
(Which  reminds   me   my  second,  though  stately  and 

tall, 

Is  no  more  nor  less  than  a  jug  after  all.) 
And  men  in  high  places  they  Ve  grown  fat  and  pert  in 
May  find  even  to-day  that  my  whole  is  uncertain. 


CCXLVIII 

"  "\XES,  it  is  my  first  lover's  complaint," 

•*•    Sighed  the  lady  my  second  my  third ; 
And  the  light  of  the  harem  grew  faint 
When  my  whole  at  her  lattice  she  heard. 

He  sang,  "  My  first,  second  and  third, 
You  are  fairer  than  Araby's  daughter." 

But  the  lady  replied  with  one  word, 
And  dashed  his  bright  hopes  with  cold  water. 

She  said  when  she  gave  him  the  bounce  : 
"  My  first,  he  has  broken  my  heart, 

But  my  third  love  I  had  to  renounce, 
So  my  second  adorer  depart." 


CCXLIX 

A  >TY  first  was  duke  in  Normandie, 
*-**'  My  last  in  England  king  ; 
Full  fond  were  they  of  venerie, 
They  made  the  greenwood  ring. 

To  chase  the  deer  Saint  Swithin's  day, 
They  bade  the  huntsmen  hark  away ; 
The  dappled  deer  were  sore  afraid, 
At  Swithin's  chair  they  knelt  and  prayed. 

Saint  Swithin  was  a  holy  man, 
And  on  that  sport  he  laid  his  ban ; 
Nor  buck  nor  doe  that  hunt  might  slay, 
They  only  caught  my  whole  that  day. 


CCL 

A  >TY  first 's  a  malediction, 
•»•*-*•  My  other  two  a  song. 
My  whole  may  hold  you  dear, 
But  they  never  love  you  long. 


CCLI 

INCE  doctors  all  take  it,  my  first  must  be  good ; 
My  whole  Js  a  rare  roast  never  swallowed  as  food  ; 
My  last  are  the  spoilers  of  China,  and  one 
The  arch  foe  of  mankind  since  the  world  was  begun. 


CCLII 

TF  you  will  give  your  solemn  word 
•*•  Not  to  my  second  and  my  third, 
I  '11  tell  you  how  it  all  occurred. 

There  was  a  man,  a  fine  musician 
Who  occupied  a  good  position, 
And  pleased  us  all  by  his  rendition. 

He  could  sing,  —  as  singing  goes ; 
To  my  first  he  always  rose  ; 
His  name  I  won't  disclose. 

One  thing  he  did  which  caused  regret ; 
He  played  to  make  up  a  quartet 
With  three  whom  he  had  never  met. 

He  led  my  whole,  —  but  why  deplore  ? 
He  is  not  dead,  but  gone  before. 
Our  club  will  never  see  him  more. 


CCLIII 

T>  Y  the  river  rushes, 
*-*  There  my  first  is  green ; 
There  the  red-wing's  nest  is  hid 
(A  thought  of  Erin  comes  unhid.) 
By  the  river  rushes. 

By  the  river  rushes, 

Ay  my  last,  I  ween. 
The  boatman  rests  upon  his  oar ; 
The  hungry  ripples  lap  the  shore ; 

By  the  river  rushes. 

By  the  river  rushes, 

Watch  the  heron  preen, 
The  fisher  comes  my  whole  to  cool 
In  the  darkly-shadowed  pool 

By  the  river  rushes. 


CCLIV 

A  S  my  first  that  all  may  know 
•**"  Pens  my  last  in  language  plain, 
And  my  whole,  like  weather-vane, 
Flirt  with  all  the  winds  that  blow,  — 

Some,  like  beacons  for  mankind, 
Show  the  path,  and  point  above  ; 
Some,  —  and  these  the  poets  love  - 

Wantons,  whisper  to  the  wind. 


CCLV 

WHILST  every  lady  in  this  land  seems  bent 
On  tracing  tortuous  lines  of  long  descent, 
Let  me,  in  genealogies  unversed, 
With  greater  pride  claim  kinship  with  my  first. 
Pierced  by  my  second,  wondrous  ray  serene, 
Who  would  not  blush,  and  long  to  blush  unseen  ? 
To  point  a  moral  though  my  whole  may  fail, 
Don't  miss  the  point,  it  might  adorn  a  tale. 


CCLVI 

TF  ever  you  my  last  have  been, 
•*•  And  sought  my  total's  friendly  aid, 
Telling  the  well-instructed  maid 
To  bring  the  wine  and  biscuits  in, 
Your  visitor  so  long  has  stayed  ; 
And  found  with  biscuit  and  with  wine 
Your  incubus  unbend  and  shine 
In  way  you  never  dreamed  before, 
Roasting  some  musty  chestnuts  o'er ; 
Ah,  have  you  not  my  first  and  tried 
To  turn  your  thoughts  from  homicide  ? 


CCLVII 

TN  signs  and  in  omens  I  'm  not  deeply  versed, 
-*•  But  of  this  I  am  certain  concerning  my  first : 
If  you  dream  of  it  crossed,  or  so  see  it  awake, 
It 's  a  sure  sign  of  money  that  none  should  mistake. 

Miss,  take  with  you  money,  you  '11  need  it  I  know, 
Since  without  my  whole  you  're  determined  to  go. 
Your  good  sense  and  courage  I  view  with  delight, 
In  casting  off  trammels  you  're  perfectly  right ; 
Yet  should  a  man  offer  my  second  to  pay, 
I  believe  if  you  love  him  you  '11  let  him,  straightway. 


CCLVIII 

MY  FIRST  :  —  A  fib,  to  say  the  least. 
THE  REST  :  —  A  kingdom  in  the  East. 
MY  WHOLE  :  —  Poured  out  at  early  feast. 


CCLIX 

MY  FIRST. 

OF  Learning's  primal  draught  I  am  the  lees. 

MY  SECOND. 
And  I  the  peopler  of  the  teeming  seas. 

MY  WHOLE. 

A  nothing  I,  yet  make  man's  blood  to  freeze. 


CCLX 

TV  /TY  first  increases  Turkey's  crops ; 
IV  A  «  if.  is  so  gulden »  when  one  pops  ; 
What  makes  my  last  my  whole  o'ertops. 


CCLXI 

IS  for  my  first  I  cried  with  glee 
When  Anna  gave  my  whole  to  me ; 

'T  would  make  my  heart  my  last  and  crack 

If  she  should  ever  ask  it  back. 


CCLXII 

"f  T  7HEN  to  my  first  King  Stephen  came 

*  *     With  sword  in  hand,  thus  outspake  he  : 
"  Rise  up,  rise  up,  Sir  Lionel, 

England  has  need  of  knights  like  thee  ! 
And  if  thou  fight'st  this  battle  well, 

My  first  and  next  thy  prize  shall  be. 
They  count  upon  my  third  to  win, 

My  third  will  make  their  archers  flee." 

My  whole  is  youngest  of  his  kin ; 

Oft  has  been  told  his  brothers'  story, 
One  is  in  Bliss,  one  Hell  is  in, 

And  all  the  rest  in  Purgatory. 


CCLXIII 

T3  Y  Longshank's  harsh  decree  the  bards  were  slain  ; 
Still  with  my  first  their  sons  their  names  retain. 

My  second  and  my  third  suffice  to  spell 

Two  mighty  giants  who  in  battle  fell ; 

In  church  and  palace  visitors  behold 

The  sculptured  marble  placed  above  their  mold  ; 

A  precious  kiss  my  second  may  enshrine ; 

My  third,  —  the  murderer  of  Edward's  line. 

Pale  Phoebe  often  in  my  whole  is  found ; 
"  'T  is  Love  that  makes  the  world  go  round." 


CCLXIV 

TV  /TY  first  is  a  nave, 

•*•*•*•  And  my  last  is  a  poet ; 

My  whole  is  a  dame ; 

Any  woman  can  sew  it. 
But  although  we  suppose 

That  my  whole  was  a  mother, 
Fra  Elbertus  is  one, 

And  Holmes  was  another. 


CCLXV 

A  yTY  first  a  servant  was,  and  friend ; 
*•**-  My  next,  a  letter  without  end. 
When  Marmion  felt  that  he  must  die, 
He  shouted,  "  Hence  my  third  lets  fly !  " 
It  seems  the  Japanese  have  sorter 
Got  the  Russians  in  hot  water ; 
The  Russian,  twixt  the  Jap  and  Pole, 
May  find  hot  water  in  my  whole. 


CCLXVI 

A    LITTLE  laughter  now  and  then 
^*-  Is  relished  by  the  most  sedate ; 
I  hope  you  will  forgive  me  when 
I  shout  my  first  and  cachinnate. 

My  second  for  a  horse  might  do ; 

And  silver  ones  made  change  of  yore ; 
The  carpenter  has  not  a  few ; 

I  own  it 's  something  of  a  bore. 

My  whole  may  be  a  charming  fit 
When  lovely  woman  wears  it ; 

But  let  a  man  get  into  it, 
Disgusting !  she  declares  it. 

Perhaps  she  would  exception  make 
Those  times  he  did  it  for  her  sake. 


CCLXVII 

r~pWO  little  children  playing  on  the  shore 
•*•    Gather  my  first  in  happiness  complete  ; 
Their  chubby  fingers  shape  my  second  neat, 
And  garnish  it  with  shells  and  pebbles  o'er. 

Down  to  my  third  is  hushed  old  Ocean's  roar; 

Hard  by  my  total  teeters  on  his  feet ; 

Afar  the  ebbing  tide  has  beat  retreat ; 
And  stretches  bare  the  smoothly  pounded  floor. 

Oh  why  should  we  the  calls  of  business  heed, 
Why  from  this  quiet  tear  ourselves  away 

To  get  a  name  for  push  and  grit  and  greed, 

And  gather  wealth  that  makes  us  poor  indeed  ? 

Here  at  our  feet  is  all  my  first  we  need, 
And  they  who  dance  my  other  two  must  pay. 


CCLXVIII 

IN  Homer  strength,  in  Virgil  grace ; 
In  both  my  first  holds  foremost  place. 

But  when  a  maiden  learns  to  love, 
My  second  ranks  all  men  above. 

However  hot  the  weather  grows, 
We  see  my  third  in  winter  clothes. 

'Neath  shady  trees  my  whole  doth  lie, 
And  slowly  drinks  the  river  dry. 


CCLXIX 

HER  lover  to  the  war  had  gone ; 
My  whole  the  coat  that  he  had  on. 

Within  her  chamber  pined  the  maid, 
But  to  my  last  no  sign  displayed. 

And  in  her  bosom  hid  the  rent, 
Stifling  the  cry  of  discontent. 

Fame  and  Bellona  claimed  him  now, 
And  placed  my  first  upon  his  brow. 


CCLXX 

ONCE,  beside  a  rushing  stream, 
Of  my  first  I  caught  tKe  gleam, 
Heard  it  hum  and  saw  it  shine 
In  the  wood  of  fragrant  pine. 

When  the  youth  with  downcast  eyes 
Sought  the  counsel  of  the  wise, 
Then  my  second  straight  appeared ; 
Short  his  speech  and  long  his  beard. 

Now  the  goose  has  homeward  flown, 

And  the  pig.  been  put  to  rest, 
Bright  ascends  Orion's  zone, 

Empty  is  the  swallow's  nest ; 
Now  the  sun  has  ceased  to  burn, 
To  my  whole  my  thoughts  return. 
Milton,  too,  has  sung  about 
Linked  sweetness  long  drawn  out. 


CCLXXI 

WE  viewed  her  dead,  at  rest  from  strife, 
And  parting  was  sweet  pain ; 
We  knew  that  with  another  life 
We  'd  see  my  first  again. 

So  oft  my  second  first  is  put, 

There 's  little  left  unsaid  ; 
But  all  who  go  my  second  foot 

Can't  get  my  second  head. 

Entangled  in  Neaera's  hair, 

My  third,  I  envy  thee, 
But  if  a  sweeter  one  were  there, 

How  vexed  the  lady  'd  be  ! 

No  wonder,  treading  darkest  maze 
By  paths  which  turned  and  crossed, 

That  in  my  whole  in  former  days 
Good  Christians  have  been  lost. 


CCLXXII 

A  SHORT   CATECHISM 

Q.  What  summons  all  who  thirst  ? 

A.  My  first. 

Q.  What  rushes  round  perplexed  ? 

A.  My  next. 

Q.  What  net  is  best  for  bird  ? 

A.  My  third. 

Q.  Wherein  was  Daniel  cast  ? 

A.  My  last. 

Q.  Where  once  did  many  meet  ? 

A.  My  whole  complete. 


M 


CCLXXIII 

Y  first  and  second  frequently  are  sung 
In  many  lands  and  in  a  foreign  tongue. 


My  third  and  fourth  is  one  of  those  deceivers 
Who  try  the  faith  of  innocent  believers. 

My  fifth  and  my  sixth  a  queer  sailor  must  be 
To  stay  in  the  city,  yet  follow  the  sea. 

My  whole  is  a  breeder ;  there  is  not  a  prude 
Will  permit  or  allow  it,  since  men  are  so  rude. 


CCLXXIV 

A /TY  first  is  left  when  wealth  has  flown, 
^•*>  And  in  its  sere  and  yellow  leaf 
A  transient  pleasure,  all  too  brief, 

Is  tasted  by  the  Arab  tough. 
That  children  are  my  last  is  known, 

So  men  were  once,  except  Macduff. 
My  whole  a  pig  or  mule  may  be, 
But  never,  never,  never,  we 
Have  more  than  proper  firmness  shown, 


CCLXXV 

A  >TY  first,  though  short,  a  month  is  reckoned, 
•*•*•••    And  worse  than  nothing  is  my  second, 

A  little  word  that  many  hate. 
The  steward  in  the  Bible  famed, 
Who  said  to  beg  he  was  ashamed, 

Could  scarce  my  third  investigate. 
The  men  who  died  and  gained  renown 
The  day  the  Cumberland  went  down,  — 

For  them  my  whole  came  all  too  late. 


CCLXXVI 

A/TY  first  will  take  us  hence  with  speed 
•*•        So  fast  it  takes  your  breath  away  ; 
My  other  two  had  friend  indeed 
To  take  his  place  in  time  of  need. 
And  much  as  when  we  raise  another 
As  the  best  way  to  drown  a  pother, 
My  whole  will  take  your  breath  away. 


CCLXXVII 

URE,  Pat  with  my  last  is  my  first  no  more, 
He  can  carry  the  ward  where  he  carried  before 
The  bricks  and  cement,  and  the  sand  and  the  lime, 
While  up  the  long  ladder  he  'd  carefully  climb. 
It 's  the  dago  today  wields  the  shovel  and  pick ; 
At  work  as  a  navvy  you  scarce  find  a  mick 
And  another  my  whole  is  employed  to  hoist  brick. 


CCLXXVIII 

r"TvHE  question  Hamlet  put  of  yore 
-*•    No  answer  ever  brought ; 
My  first  is  nothing  to  my  whole, 

My  whole  to  him  is  naught ; 
But  from  my  whole  remove  my  first, 

There  11  still  a  pearl  remain, 
Once  tarnished  o'er  with  blood  and  gore, 

The  pride,  then  curse  of  Spain. 


CCLXXIX 

1V/T  Y  first,  oh  never  say  that  word ; 

•*•  ^  •*•  Though  life  my  second  may  appear, 

Perhaps  some  sister  ship  my  third 

May  offer  to  a  harbor  near. 
My  third  and  fourth  your  grandsire  hated, 

But  look  at  history,  —  there  is  he ! 
Who  knows  but  you  for  fame  are  slated, 

And  in  my  whole  your  name  will  be  ? 


CCLXXX 

MY  last,  when  old,  all  know 
Is  man's  relentless  foe. 
My  first  his  foe  is,  too, 
But  this  is  worse  when  new. 
My  whole  we  have  in  Spring  ; 
It  upsets  everything ; 
And  housewife  with  her  mop 
And  dusting  cloth  and  pail, 
Like  little  Billee  in  the  top, 
Longs  for  a  sail,  a  sail ! 


CCLXXXI 

IV  yTY  first  is  food  and  also  slang, 
*y*-  My  last  for  food  is  rather  strong ; 

At  concerts  when  Parepa  sang 
My  whole  was  always  seen  with  me, 

And  no  one  ever  thought  it  wrong. 

The  world  to  me  has  grown  unkind, 
Now  few  prefer  my  whole  to  see 
With  me  a-tagging  on  behind, 

And  thousands  to  the  concerts  throng 
Contented  that  my  whole  is  free. 


CCLXXXII 

MY   FIRST. 

T  AM  the  earl  my  third  did  fight 

•*•  When  Scotland's  king  was  Snowdoun's  knight. 

MY  SECOND. 

No  voice,  nor  lungs,  nor  sense  have  I  ; 
My  only  utterance  is  a  cry. 

MY  THIRD. 

I  soam  unfettered  as  the  wind, 
Though  once  in  cavern  close  confined. 

MY   WHOLE. 

I  am  a  striker,  and  I  try 

To  lower  the  head  upheld  too  high. 


CCLXXXIII 

MY  first  and  next  was  horrid,  I  can  almost  taste  it 
still, 

But  I  just  had  to  take  it  when  my  mother  thought 
me  ill. 

Dibdin  sings  of  a  cherub  that  sits  up  on  high ; 
To  watch  out  for  poor  Jack  he  has  always  an  eye ; 
His  tale  I  will  not  question,  for  this  I  tell  is  true  ; 
My  third  and  fourth  a  cherub  is  that  has  an  eye  for  you. 

My  total  "  came  down  like  the  wolf  on  the  fold, 
And  his  cohorts  were  gleaming  in  purple  and  gold." 


CCLXXXIV 

"\  T  7HEN  o'er  her  task  a  Danaid  grieves, 

*  ^     My  first  her  falling  tears  receives  ; 
And  though  he  diet,  eat,  or  fast, 
A  sick  man  always  is  my  last. 

Opposed  to  military  life, 
My  words  did  ne'er  engender  strife, 
And  yet  my  wars  are  to  the  knife. 
I  'm  writ  with  letters  five  or  four 
Which  count  up  almost  to  eight  score. 


CCLXXXV 

SHE  called  her  child  with  tongue  and  bell, 
The  empty  halls  no  answer  made  ; 
Her  boy  was  stolen,  lost,  or  strayed, 
Gone  the  sweet  face  she  loved  so  well ! 

But  soon  from  out  a  closet  near, 
Calling  my  first,  a  voice  she  heard ; 
Her  fears  became  my  second,  third; 

'T  was  he,  my  whole  from  ear  to  ear. 

And  when  she  gazed  on  that  sweet  face, 
She  checked  her  impulse  to  embrace. 


CCLXXXVI 

E  moon  that  night  rose  late  and  small, 
-*-    And  on  my  first  she  feebly  shone. 
My  second  in  the  murky  hall 

Against  my  whole  stood  up  alone. 
He  scanned  his  rivals  on  the  floor, 
And  some  lay  dead  and  some  did  snore. 
"  Poor  silly  sheep  to  challenge  me, 
My  first  will  take  them  hence,"  said  he, 
JT  was  well  they  'd  paid  my  second  all. 


CCLXXXVII 

"TV  /|*Y  first  is  seen  in  stream  and  river, 

*y*  And  where  poor  ice-bound  sailors  shiver. 

'T  would  pain  maid,  wife,  or  widow  ever 

My  second  from  her  hand  to  sever. 

My  whole,  life's  path  'mongst  roses  treading, 

Summoned  for  feast  and  sought  for  wedding, 

O  man  of  sense,  is  life  so  vain 

That  when  death  comes  you  count  it  gain  ? 


CCLXXXVIII 

MY  first  we  all  must  do  ; 
My  last  is  seen  in  hats  and  silver  dishes  ; 
My  whole  has  teeth,  and  more  than  two, 
And  brings  up  gods  and  little  fishes. 


CCLXXXIX 

TV  >TY  first  claims  England  as  his  proud  domain ; 
*•*•*•  My  first  and  next  its  myriads  has  slain ; 
In  Spain  some  look  to  see  my  one,  two,  three  ; 

And  when  a  great  man  lies  in  mortal  pain, 
The  doctors  meet,  and  on  my  whole  agree. 


ccxc 

IV  /T Y  first  a  good  example  shows 
•*•*•*•  Of  strong  attachment  to  a  brother; 
They  shared  together  joys  and  woes, 
One  could  not  live  without  the  other. 

A  flask  of  wine  John  gave  me  when 
We  said  good-by,  proposing  merry 

To  drink  it  when  we  met  again. 
We  little  thought  of  Charon's  ferry, 

But  many  a  year  has  passed  since  then, 
And  I  Ve  my  second  with  the  sherry. 

At  a  charity  fair  a  young  man  was  besought 

Till  a  chance  in  a  raffle  he  finally  bought ; 

One  dollar  the  price  that  he  paid  for  the  same  ; 

"  And  now, "  said  the  lady,  "  please  give  me  your 

name." 
"  With  pleasure !  "  he  cried,  and  my  whole  he  became. 


CCXCI 

ADDRESSED  TO   MISS   MY   WHOLE 

A    BARD  of  old  has  sung  the  praise  of  one 
•^*  Who  set  herself  a  labor  never  done ; 
Her  namesake  now  a  harder  task  has  set,  — 
To  guess  my  riddles,  and  she  's  at  it  yet. 
She  writes  for  answers,  gets  for  answer  back 
No  answer  but  another  nut  to  crack. 
Well,  this  at  least  an  easy  one  will  be ; 
She  takes  my  first  to  make  the  other  three,  — 
One  tall  and  slender,  and  one  plump  and  round  ; 
Just  join  these  rightly  and  my  last  is  found. 

I  cannot  tell  if  she  has  yet  to  know 
The  hard,  rough  road  true  love  is  said  to  go, 
But  if  she 's  steadfast  as  befits  her  name, 
And  owns  a  spirit  dungeons  cannot  tame, 
Then  to  her  parents  I  would  counsel  this,  — 
There  *s  no  use  planning  how  to  thwart  the  miss ; 
Love  laughs  at  locksmiths,  put  him  not  to  test ; 
You  do  my  first,  and  she  may  do  the  rest ! 


ccxc 

A  /TY  first  a  good  example  shows 
*•**  Of  strong  attachment  to  a  brother ; 
They  shared  together  joys  and  woes, 
One  could  not  live  without  the  other. 

A  flask  of  wine  John  gave  me  when 
We  said  good-by,  proposing  merry 

To  drink  it  when  we  met  again. 
We  little  thought  of  Charon's  ferry, 

But  many  a  year  has  passed  since  then, 
And  I  Ve  my  second  with  the  sherry. 

At  a  charity  fair  a  young  man  was  besought 

Till  a  chance  in  a  raffle  he  finally  bought ; 

One  dollar  the  price  that  he  paid  for  the  same  ; 

"  And  now, "  said  the  lady,  "  please  give  me  your 

name." 
"  With  pleasure !  "  he  cried,  and  my  whole  he  became. 


CCXCI 

ADDRESSED   TO  MISS   MY   WHOLE 

A    BARD  of  old  has  sung  the  praise  of  one 
**»  Who  set  herself  a  labor  never  done ; 
Her  namesake  now  a  harder  task  has  set,  — 
To  guess  my  riddles,  and  she  's  at  it  yet. 
She  writes  for  answers,  gets  for  answer  back 
No  answer  but  another  nut  to  crack. 
Well,  this  at  least  an  easy  one  will  be ; 
She  takes  my  first  to  make  the  other  three,  — 
One  tall  and  slender,  and  one  plump  and  round  ; 
Just  join  these  rightly  and  my  last  is  found. 

I  cannot  tell  if  she  has  yet  to  know 
The  hard,  rough  road  true  love  is  said  to  go, 
But  if  she 's  steadfast  as  befits  her  name, 
And  owns  a  spirit  dungeons  cannot  tame, 
Then  to  her  parents  I  would  counsel  this,  — 
There  's  no  use  planning  how  to  thwart  the  miss ; 
Love  laughs  at  locksmiths,  put  him  not  to  test ; 
You  do  my  first,  and  she  may  do  the  rest ! 


CCXCII 

"\~\  7HEN  leaving  home  to  take  the  train, 

*  *    The  husband  hears  my  first  with  pain 

Spoke  by  the  best  of  womankind  ; 
Dan  Cupid's  guidon  waves  retreat, 

And  life  seems  nothing  but  a  grind. 
Let  Baby  but  that  word  repeat, 

And  straight  the  little  one  is  kissed, 

Wife  gets  the  one  she  thought  she  'd  missed, 
And  Love  comes  trooping  back  amain ; 

So  different  the  emotions  stirred 

If  wife,  or  baby  speak  that  word. 

Lord  of  our  western  lands,  what  curse  indeed 
Has  visited  my  whole  and  all  his  seed  ? 

Even  as  my  second  melts  the  snows  away, 
So  have  his  millions  vanished  from  the  plains  ; 

Alive  or  dead,  men  sought  him  but  to  slay 
Till  little  but  his  memory  remains. 

More,  his  unthinking  murderers,  to  their  shame 

Robbing  his  life,  took  from  him  his  good  name.  — 
But  when  did  Justice  e'er  consort  with  Greed  ? 


CCXCIII 

THE  man  behind  my  first  to-day 
By  painter's  brush,  in  poet's  lay 
Is  shown  and  sung,  and  all  who  thirst 
Should  heed  the  summons  of  my  first. 

Themis  may  boast  her  even  scales, 
But  mark  how  love  of  self  prevails  ! 
"  My  second  second  is,"  says  she, 
"  And  next  inferior  to  me." 

The  world  is  but  my  last,  't  is  said, 
And  such  was  fleeing  David's  bread ; 
The  gambler  who  has  staked  his  all 
May  have  it  if  he  will  but  call. 

What  though  his  philosophic  eye 
All  heaven  and  earth  could  not  descry, 
My  whole  was  one  a  friend  could  trust, 
And  rightly  number  with  the  just. 


CCXCIV 

T  T  THEN  the  swift  rocket  soars  on  high, 

^  *    And  sudden  stars  light  up  the  sky, 
My  first  is  uttered  all  around, 
A  thousand  lips  prolong  the  sound. 

I  know  if  I  my  whole  should  take, 
That  guilty  I  would  lie  awake, 
Conscience  would  summon  up  the  past, 
And  that  same  night  would  be  my  last. 


ccxcv 

TT  was  the  season  of  the  year 

•*  When  in  my  last  the  birds  were  singing ; 

A  maiden  to  her  mother  dear 

Sicilia's  fairest  flower  was  bringing, 
When  my  first  seized  her,  and  from  upper  day, 
Seized  by  my  whole  he  bore  her  far  away. 


CCXCVI 

Y  first  and  second  in  the  public  place 
Stood  radiant  with  upturned  face, 

While  all  the  world  looked  down  upon  her. 
To-day  she  stands  exalted  high, 
Looked  up  to  by  each  passer-by ; 

But  what  to  her  is  place  and  honor  ? 
Alike  to  her  are  nights  and  days  ; 
To  heaven  no  more  she  lifts  her  gaze, 
But  stands,  the  image  of  disgrace, 
Holding  her  hands  before  her  face. 

Meagre  and  sad  the  story  of  my  last, 
A  ruler  in  the  distant  past, 

Survivor  of  a  race  of  giants. 
How  well  he  governed  none  can  tell ; 
His  faults,  his  crimes,  are  lost  as  well, 

Save  that  he  bade  God's  own  defiance. 
Slain  were  his  cattle  and  his  hosts, 
And  sacked  the  cities  of  his  coasts. 
When  restless  lay  that  crowned  head, 
He  lacked  not  room  to  toss  in  bed. 


It  was  a  lovely  lady  and  her  beau ; 
I  heard  their  converse  soft  and  low, 

But  could  not  catch  a  word  they  uttered. 
I  watched  her  slipper  tap  the  floor, 
I  noticed  how  he  eyed  the  door, 

How  nervously  her  fan  she  fluttered. 
I  can't  interpret  into  speech 
The  movements  of  the  lips  of  each ; 
But  yet  the  inference  you  may  draw, 
It  was  my  whole  I  heard  and  saw. 


SOUVENIR  DE  NOEL 

"DELLE  m  Premier  d'ivoire 
•        Surprise  sous  le  gui, 
Au  moment  de  victoire 

Mon  entier  m'a  failli- 
Votre  dernier,  cruelle, 

Est  tout  ce  que  je  crains, 
Car  la  mort,  chere  belle, 

Serait  douce  a  vos  mains. 


CCXCVII 

SHE  was  my  first  all  summer  long, 
I  taught  her  how  her  oars  to  feather, 
We  played  lawn  tennis  and  ping-pong, 
And  even  guessed  charades  together. 

Scarce  had  my  hopes  begun  to  soar 
When  all  my  pleasure  was  embittered 

To  see,  what  I  'd  not  seen  before, 
A  ring  that  on  her  finger  glittered. 

That  day  she  asked  could  I  divine 
By  reading  palms  a  person's  future, 

And  then  she  put  her  hand  in  mine  ; 
I  thought  her  cruel  as  a  butcher. 

"  This  line  shows  you  're  a  flirt,"  I  said, 
"  That  we  must  part,  this  one  is  token, 

This  line  denotes  you  soon  will  wed, 
And  this,  to-day  a  heart  you  've  broken." 

She  said,  "  You  're  talking  nonsense,  Sir," 
(Snatching  away  her  hand  so  slender,) 

"  You  're  not  my  whole  and  never  were ; 
You  're  nothing  but  a  poor  pretender." 


I  answered  meekly,  "  I  confess 

Appearances  are  oft  deceiving, 
But  let  me  make  another  guess, 

Perhaps  my  last  my  eyes  is  leaving. 

"  That  ring  which  on  your  finger  shines 

Sp  dimmed  my  sight,  my  heart  so  sorrowed, 

I  failed  to  read,  between  the  lines, 
It  was  not  yours,  but  only  borrowed." 

And  then  I  seized  her  other  hand, 
But  not  to  scan  the  lines  that  crossed  it, 

My  heart  just  danced  a  saraband, 
And  hers  did  too,  because  she  'd  lost  it. 


OUR  mon  dernier  j'ai  vu 
^  Un  papiUon  qui  brille 
Tout  de  satin  vetu ; 
Et  j'ai  dit :  *'  Malotru  ! 

Je  connais  ta  fiamille, 
Tu  n'es  qu'un  parvenu  : 

Penser  que  mon  premier, 
Ton  proche  parent  peut-etre, 
Sur  mon  pauvre  corps  va  paitre, 

Me  donne  mon  entier." 


CCXCVIII 

gamesters  in  King  George's  day 
Came  to  my  first  and  sat  to  play. 


The  cards,  the  glasses  and  the  port, 
Candles  and  snuffers  soon  were  brought. 

My  second  and  my  third  was  kept 
Up  all  night  long  ;  the  servant  slept, 

But  roused  at  times  to  trim  the  wicks, 
Or  change  the  cards  or  candlesticks. 

Not  till  long  after  sunlight  came, 
One  rose,  hard  hit,  to  quit  the  game. 

He  asked  his  friend  to  take  a  bill, 
Then  sent  for  paper,  ink,  and  quill, 

With  shaking  hand  his  promise  wrote, 
My  fourth  and  fifth  and  sealed  the  note. 

Turning  as  if  to  go  to  bed, 
He  clapt  a  pistol  to  his  head,  — 


A  sudden  flash,  and  dead  he  fell 
Just  as  rang  out  the  Sabbath  bell. 

The  holder  when  the  bill  came  due, 
Before  his  Honour  came  to  sue. 

His  heirs  maintained  the  claim  my  whole, 
And  from  the  dead  his  honour  stole. 


T^VE  toutes  les  conquetes, 
•^"^   Mesdames,  que  vous  faites, 
N'avez-vous  eu  jamais 
Mon  premier  a  vos  pieds? 

Que  mon  dernier  se  donne 
Nullement  nous  e*tonne ; 
Mais  un  indien  pourtant 
Pretend  qu'il  se  reprend. 

Mon  grand  entier  peut  plaire 
A  un  gros  militaire ; 
Mais  moi,  ce  sont  les  bleus 
Que  j'aime  encore  mieux. 


CCXCIX 

IV  /TY  first,  —  the  secret  of  the  rose, 

*•"   My  second  and  my  third  was  known  to  tell; 

My  whole  is  much  enjoyed  by  those 

Who  ride  a  bicycle,  and  ride  it  well : 
"  Ask  me  no  more,  the  moon  may  draw  the  sea," 
But  not  another  can  you  draw  from  me. 


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MY  first  was  stabbed  and  forced  to  yield 
His  treasure,  but  his  lips  were  sealed. 
What  though  he  well  discharged  his  trust, 
He  lies  dishonored  in  the  dust. 

Once  more  adieu !  my  whole  is  sung, 
My  tricks  are  known,  my  traps  are  sprung; 
It  really  would  be  too  absurd 
To  say  my  second  and  my  third. 


KEY 


Substitute  for  each  letter  of  a  supposed  answer  the  figure 
standing  over  it  in  the  table.  If  the  number  thus  formed  is  not 
found  in  the  following  list,  the  answer  is  incorrect. 

TABLE 


1 

2 

3 

4 

5 

A 

B 

C 

D 

E 

F 

G 

H 

I 

J 

K 

L 

M 

N 

O 

P 

Q 

R 

S 

T 

U 

V 

W 

X 

Y 

KEY 


3535 
123445 
1342413455 

253125 

25353553 
2535425 

15255 

254535 

i  54 

3 

21254 

3 

124125353 

253125 

3 

1  3  4  3  5 

253445 

3 

15112 

312144 

3 

22134 

33344 

3 

245 

352313 

3 

3154553 

354335154 

3 

3312145 

355444 

3 

33125 

41131214 

3 

33454 

41544 

3 

335 

45421134144 

3 

341354 

5315 

3 

344155 

5452515 

3 

35442125 

55I4II5 

3 

43145 

55155 

3 

444355 

21225544 

3 

45i5i 

21444554 

3 

45554 

2215554 

3 

5  i  3  5  3  2 

24215454 

32153535 

24454 

34242 

25252441 

3512455 

3  5  i  3  i  2  5 

443535535 

353i2i 

44415 

3531545 

444225554 

353345I2S 

4  4  4  3  i  5 

353354135 

444525134 

3534435 

45122534 

35345241 

452152 

353454 

4544133534 

35354244454 

454543545 

353554 

4554 

3535543 

5I4II34 

3543534 

531435 

3544553 

533144 

3545135 

533344 

355153 

5341243155 

355354 

53441442 

4   1243155 

5344545 

4   14125 

5351214513 

4   3  i  4  4  2 

5352144 

4   3  3  4  4  5  i  4 

5421254 

4   35213 

543535 

4   44I4I53 

552542 

4   45541435 

553i3i3i 

4313255 

553155 

44125215 

554135 

44212441554 

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